To vanish

I don’t have time to read this right now, but this is fascinating.

You’ve still got time

Via Meghan, via Paste, Jason Segal with those lovesick folks from Once:

Cannot wait

Pacman’s trainer Freddie Roach gets interviewed by Zach’s website:

Roach: I can’t wait to get Manny ready for Floyd Mayweather. We’re going to work on that because his style poses some problems, with him being more of a counter-puncher.

But Manny’s at the point where he can deal with that. We’ll break him down and beat him up. We’ll knock Floyd Mayweather out, shut him up, and call it a day.

Rollins gives in to the modern age

NSFW language, Rollins reeeeeeeeeeemix:

And now you’re swimming

Commencement address from David Foster Wallace:

There are these two young fish swimming along and they happen to meet an older fish swimming the other way, who nods at them and says “Morning, boys. How’s the water?” And the two young fish swim on for a bit, and then eventually one of them looks over at the other and goes “What the hell is water?”

By popular demand (not one but two e-mails!):

Sorry for the delay, I was out of town for work. And I’ve got an idea for a new blog that would involve actual writing (don’t hold your collective breath.)

Leaning Trane

Which of these should I buy? I have a credit.

Malice in Wonderland

Snoop Dogg, Mayer Hawthorne: the pop superduo.

To be in Dumars’ head

A lot of whispering has been happening about a deal for Tayshaun or Rip: Heintz and I were just talking about Boozer/AK-47 for Rip/Tay/Max. Let’s make a deal?

Journalism, yeah!

Good article about how the search of the perfect apple ended up backfiring. Slow down man, you’re killing ‘em.